It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother

It rained for two consecutive days, and the rain continued unabated, making it difficult to walk on the dirt road.

Mo Guihua slipped and fell countless times along the way. Originally, it took an hour and a half to reach Mojia Village, but now she only walked halfway. Mo Guihua looked up at the gray sky, wiped the rain off her face, and continued walking forward.

The sound of rain hitting the ground was very loud, and Mo Guihua's whole body had already been soaked by the cold rain, and her sensory organs were almost numb. It wasn't until a carriage stopped behind her that she suddenly realized that she was walking on the road. In the middle, he hurriedly stepped aside, one of them lost his center of gravity and almost slipped and fell.

"Is it Mrs. Osmanthus? Come up!" Xiao Xiao shouted through the heavy rain.

Mo Guihua was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding Xiao Xiao's meaning, until Mo Dai got off the carriage and reached out to help her into the carriage, Mo Guihua came back to her senses.

Mo Guihua was covered in mud and water, seeing that Mo Dai was wearing a fresh long gown, she instinctively wanted to stay away from her, but Mo Dai was so strong that she dragged her into the carriage and helped her take off the coir raincoat.

"Daxi..." Mo Guihua raised her eyes to look at Mo Dai, she only called out her name, but her lips trembled and she was speechless.

Mo Dai immediately had a bad premonition, but she could only suppress it temporarily, and patted her shoulder with a smile.

Mo Guihua clearly felt the trembling of Mo Dai's hand on her shoulder.

No one spoke again, and there was silence in the carriage, only the sound of pouring rain could be heard outside the carriage.

When the carriage drove to Mo's Village, Mo Dai's heart rose to her throat. From a distance, she saw that the west half of the three dilapidated thatched houses of Mo Daxi's house had collapsed into a pile of ruins, and the east half was still in the rain. Wandering, also can not live in people.

"Uncle and Wuyun are at my house, and the child... is also here." Mo Guihua held back Mo Dai who was about to run towards her house, her voice was full of pain, "Daxi, people cannot be resurrected after death, you... think about it! "

dead?

Suddenly, a bang exploded in Mo Dai's mind, ah, although she has made up her mind, but does not include this point, okay? She was obviously not at home for two days, so how could she die? God must be joking with her, so he specially sent such a loyal and honest person as Mo Guihua to deceive her!

"Daxi!" Mo Guihua and Xiao Xiao stepped forward together to support Mo Dai who almost fell to the ground.

"I'm fine, I'll go take a look..." Mo Dai suddenly didn't dare to ask who the so-called "death" was.

"It's Xiaoyu..." Mo Guihua told the truth cruelly.

Mo Dai's tears flowed out in a blink of an eye, she quickly raised her sleeves to wipe them away, and walked up to the door of Mo Guihua's house in a nonchalant manner. Through the rain curtain, she saw Xu Shaolin, Mo Wuyun and Mo Wuqing in the main room. They all knelt on the ground, and Mo Wufeng also knelt on the ground, holding Mo Xiaoyu in his arms.

That little child is only three years old, well-behaved and sensible, he will take care of his younger brother who is one year younger than him, eat as much as the adults give him, and will not argue for food even if he is hungry, and will watch her go to the market and bring it back with great eagerness After eating the food she cooks, she will show a bright smile to her. Although she is afraid of her, she will still lie in her arms and sleep obediently. When she wakes up at night, she will only whisper coldly, and will unconsciously He hugged her with his little hands and snuggled close to her. He still doesn't know how to call mother, he hasn't taken the initiative to call her mother, and she still plans to tell him more stories and cook more delicious food for him. …

Mo Wufeng stared blankly at the child in his arms, he could no longer move, he was softly clinging to him, his body had gradually turned cold. He hugged the child in his arms more and more, wishing he could transfer his body temperature to him, but he couldn't, but he didn't give up, couldn't give up, and didn't dare to give up.

As if thinking of something suddenly, Mo Wufeng raised his head and looked outside the gate. Through the rain curtain, he saw Modai, got up suddenly, and picked up the child under the shocked eyes of Xu Shaolin, Mo Wuyun and Mo Wuqing. Then he rushed into the rain, and rushed straight in front of Mo Dai, only then did he reveal a miserable smile, and knelt down in front of Mo Dai with a "puff", with a broken and trembling voice: "...wife master..."

Since marrying her, she bullied him, beat him, scolded him, and tortured him, but she also saved him. Although he did not dare to accept her belated warmth, when something happened to the child, she was the first thing he thought of. Father, eldest brother, Wuqing, sister-in-law Osmanthus, and the three elder brothers of the Sun family all said that the child is gone, but he did not give up, hugged the child tightly, and encouraged himself to persevere in his heart over and over again, as long as he persisted until the wife came back that's it...

Mo Wufeng only yelled "wife master" and passed out in the rain.

Modai's body was frozen in place, the heavy rain drenched her whole body, and her mind went blank.

Mo Wufeng's miserable smile before he passed out clearly carried his trust in her, and the "wife master" said that he seemed to regard her as a god-like savior.

He trusts her? Why? No, no, she must calm down, calm down, she is his wife, she should support this family, she must support this family, this is the natural law in this world of female venerables...

Mo Dai told herself to be calm, calm down over and over again, but her heart was pounding in her chest, her mind was also rumbling, and her whole body was like a leaf in a storm, constantly swaying.

The image of the grandma in the previous life flashed in my mind, looking at her with twinkling eyes, still elegantly holding a long pipe, swallowing clouds and puffing out mist, still showing that wicked smile...

Grandma, what should she do now? How can I do? For the first time, Mode panicked.

Mo Wuyun and Mo Wuqing also rushed over, ignored Mo Dai, picked up the fainted Mo Wufeng and walked towards the main room. Mo Wuyun wanted to take the child out of his arms, but he would not let go. Xiao Xiao and Mo Guihua stood silently behind Modai and accompanied her in the rain.

Suddenly, a flash of pink rushed towards Modai like lightning, and before her brain could react, her body instinctively dodged to the side. The pink color hurriedly stopped and then fell back and continued to charge. Mo Dai bent down, hugged the rushing pink, wiped the rain from her face, and suddenly smiled: Fortunately, you are here!

That's right, she has a way, she can save the child, why did she forget?

Maru Niu was still despising Mo Dai's stupid appearance just now, but hearing her say that now, he also felt a little happy in his heart.

Maruki: Woman, the risk is very high this time, after all, the child is out of breath!

Mode: I want to save him!

Maru Niu: You will be suspected!

Mode: I want to save him!

Maru Niu: Up to you! snort!

Mo Dai carried Maru Niu into the main room, Xu Shaolin's eyes were already red from crying, but when he saw her, the tears flowed again: "Daxi, you are finally back..."

"Well, Dad, I'm back." Mo Dai put down the pill, and took out a soft handkerchief that was already soaked from her sleeve to wipe Xu Shaolin's tears.

When Xu Shaolin heard that Mo Dai's voice was as hoarse as an old woman's, she could hardly utter a sound, and her heart became more and more sad, and she wiped away more and more tears.

Although Mo Guihua's family is also poor, they are much better than Mo Daxi's. There are three main rooms, three west rooms, and two east rooms, all of which are made of earthen walls and tile surfaces, and the yard is also surrounded by earthen walls.

At this time, Mo Guihua, her three husbands and three children were all staying in the Westinghouse, while Mo Xiaoyi was asleep on the kang in the Westinghouse. Xiao Xiao led the carriage to the firewood house in the east room. It was raining heavily today, so she could only spend the night at Mo Guihua's house.

In the west side room of the main room, Mo Wufeng was lying on the kang, he was still awake, but he still hugged the child tightly and did not let go. Mo Dai walked over, raised her hand to touch Mo Wufeng's arm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wufeng, give me the child."

With just this sentence, Mo Wuyun and Mo Wuqing were surprised to find that Mo Wufeng let go of his hand.

Mo Dai hugged the child, the little body that was soft in her arms made her heart ache, and she almost burst into tears again. But she can't cry anymore, because she is the head of the family, she has to bear it, right, grandma?

"Wuyun, help me pour a bowl of clean water to the east side room, father and Wuqing help me guard the door of the east side room, don't let anyone come in!"

Mo Dai knew that what she did would definitely arouse the suspicion of Mo Daxi's family and Mo Guihua's family, plus Xiao Xiao, but she had to do this. As for the consequences, let's bear it after the child is saved.

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Today this chapter is up, I have written a hundred thousand words, first of all, give yourself some encouragement, how difficult it is~

For me, writing an article is like fighting monsters and upgrading, one hundred thousand levels, and the next one hundred thousand starts~